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POCAHONTAS 



A POEM 

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Copyright, 1907. 

BY 

VIRGINIA CARTER CASTLEMAN 



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TO ANITA. 



DEDICATION. 

Virginia ! Mother State — thy name beloved 

By every patriot for its music sweet — 

I lay this lowly tribute at thy feet, 

One leaf, perchance, upon thy wreath of fame. 

V. c. c. 



POCAHON^TAS. 
(A descriptive narrative poem in eight parts.) 

1. The Little Princess. 

2. The Wizard. 

3. Smith and N'ewport. 

4. Coronation of Powhatan. 

5. Guardian Angel. 

6. The Parting. 

7. Pocahontas and John Rolfe. 

8. London Town. 



I. 

THE LITTLE PRINCIMSS. 

Many dark-eyed children played among the 

rushes 
By the waters of the inland, plain-like marshes, 
Made them water babies of the tall brown cat- 
tails, 
Cradled in the baskets of the plaited willows. 
Of them all was none more gleeful, none more 

artless 
Than the little Matoax*, dearest of the daugh- 

ters 
Of the mighty Werowance,t Powhatan the 

warrior 
Ruler of the tribes, from whom was named the 

river 
And the wigwam village and the dark-skinned 

natives. 
None in all the land, from mountain unto sea, 
None more brave, more stern, and none more 

feared than he. 
Dear to him the chase, the war, the trembling 
captives, 

*Matoax, tribal name of Pocahontas. 
fWerowance, ruler or chief. 



H PEELITDE 

And the rustling pines whose fragrance filled 

the air — 
Ah! 'TAvas in the Si^riugtime, and the world 

was fair. 

Evening came; the tired earth had dropped 
asleep, 

Born the Maytide night in silence calm and 
deep, 

Bright in azure vault of heaven the twinkling 
stars 

Vigils kept, as lover over his beloved. 

Only one sound the twilight stillness broke 
upon, 

Crooning of Indian mother to her babe. 

Fainter grew the mother-song, and died away; 

Then, as if inspired by oft-repeated strain. 

Suddenly a mocking-bird took up refrain — 

ISTew World nightingale whose joyous warb- 
ling thrills 

Hearts responsive to the clear, melodious trills. 

Did the music fall upon unheeding ears 

Of the Indian hunters as they slumbering lay ? 

Rather in their dreams those forest natives 
heard 

Echoes of the warrior's triumphant song 

In that hunting-ground where sings the death- 
less bird. 



POCAHONTAS. 

(PEELUDE.) 

Softly flowed the current of an ancient river 
Where it circled wide three beauteous emerald 

isles, 
Ceaseless lapped the waves upon the pebbled 

shore, 
Fringed with willows silvery, drooping ever- 
more. 
High upon the beach an Indian village stood, 
Twelve low wig-warns built upon the seasoned 

wood. 
Dark-eyed squaws the noonday meal pre])ared 
For the lordly hunters wdio on bounty fared. 
Winter's chase was over, each hunter smoked in 

peace 
(Joy in heart that Spring at length had brought 

release). 
In the open doorway, whence his proud glance 

strayed 
From the tentyard where the quiet papoose 

played 
To the newly bladed corn, the sassafras, 



2 Pocahontas 

Dearer than his life the love of Matoax. 

Like the morning sunbeam was her smile, and 

frequent, 
Like the rippling water was her happy laugh- 
ter, 
In her eyes the sparkle of the evening planet, 
And her lips were red as brightest coral. 
Day by day she grew in grace of form and 

beauty. 
Till to where the river meets the rolling sea, 
Spread her fame as loveliest of Indian maid- 
ens. 
Born a princess of the forest, born to rule — 
Kule the hearts of men with chains of love — - 
was she. 

Springtime into summer passed, with wild 

rose wreaths 
Maidens decked the princess' raven locks; 
But in Autumn played they with the yellow 

corn; 
And in Winter oft on snowshoes circled round. 

"Maidens, come, we'll to the chase away, 

away ! 
Sing aloud with glee our blithesome rounde- 

lay, 
Blow our mimic bugles till the echoes ring, 
Over hill and dale the startled warriors bring. 
Gathering around the campfire we will make 

the night 



Pocahontas 3 

Gay with song, dancing within the mystic 
light." 

Thus cried Matoax-Pocahontas — princess 

proud. 
On her dark locks placed a squaw tJie stag 

horns curved, 
Bound them fast with chains of pearly tinted 

shells, 
Threw a deerskin mantle o'er the rounded 

limbs, 
Hung upon her back the quiver full of arrows. 
Score of dusky maidens formed the royal 

guard, 
With their painted bodies and their flowing 

hair 
Untamed creatures of the forest crouched they 

there, 
Will-o'-wisp-like, darting, hiding, re-appearing. 
Silently they w^aited signal for the chase. 
Word was given, the mimic bugle shrilly blew. 
Echoing through the glades, wdiose startled 

denizens 
Suddenly grew still, the squirrel on the bough. 
Quivering deer, the otter in his secret cave. 
Indian maids with look intent upon the goal, 
Savage yells restrained, upon the chase set 

forth, 
Swift, with noiseless feet the chieftain's teepee 

sought. 



Pocahontas 



II. 

THE WIZAED. 

Opekankano, the White Man's deadly foe, 
Treacherous brother of the *Wahimsunakok, 
Long had lain in wait to wreak his horrid ven- 
geance 
For the kidnapping of Indians by explorers, 
By those traders who had lust for slaves and 

gold. 
Years had passed since first the Red Man heard 

the story. 
Years in which the WTiite Man's blood fidl for- 
feit paid. 
Paid in shipwreck, exile, famine, toil, and 

anguish 
All the debt of crime upon his kinsmen laid ; 
Yet did Opekankano forget not ever. 
And he nursed his old-time hate in secret cun- 
ning 
Till the White Face in his ship should come 
again. 

*Wahunsunakok, kingly title of Powhatan. 



PoCAnONTAS 5 

Soon he came, tlie Brave, with few Pale 
Faces by him, 

With a friendly Indian for his only guide. 

At the White Oak Swamp, beside the Chicka- 
hominy, 

There did the Pamunkeys meet him, slew his 
comrades, 

Brought him captive bound to Opekankano. 

Him they slew not, for he was the White Man's 
Wizard, 

All the land his fame, his mighty prowess 
knew, 

And the Eed Man sought to learn his won- 
drous magic, 

Ere they led him tortured to the cruel stake. 

'Twas in Wintertime, the snow lay on the 
ground, 

Brightly shone the sun upon Virginia's forests. 

Evergreens — the holly and the running-pine — ■ 

Made of woods a Christmas bower to put in 
mind 

Captive of his boyhood home in Lincolnshire. 

Merrie England ! far away thou seemed then 

Unto him whose heart beat true to thee. Friend- 
less 

Stood the Brave amid that horde of savages ; 

Yet undaunted was his mien, his brow serene. 

Cruel eyes leered at his wounds, and ea.i;er 

Were the hands that lured him on to horrid 
death. 



6 Pocahontas 

Lo! with simple wiles the Brave defied his 

fate, 
Held to curious gaze one weapon yet untried — 
Ivorj compass 'twas to him, the Wizard's wand 
To the untutored in the lore of pathless deep. 
Quivering needle pointed to lode star above, 
While he taught them by his gestures plain 

how move 
Planets in their heavenly appointed spheres. 

Red Man's wonder grew to awe, to shivering 

fear 
Of that Spirit World whence came mysterious 

stranger. 
Opekankano that hour revenge forgot. 
Signal gave his men the death dance to delay. 
Unto W^erowocomoco haste away, 
Powhatan the final sentence to impose. 
Par behind them left Pamunkeys hills and 

dales, 
Journeyed with their captives to the lowlands 

wide. 
Where the Charles* curved outward to the 

noble Bay. 

In his long wigwam sat Wahunsunakok, 
Royal robe of raccoon skins about him wrapped. 
Many squaws, fantastic dressed, behind him 
seated, 

*Charles, later the York River. 



Pocahontas 7 

While in front unbroken line of warriors 

stood. 
Painted bodies, eagle feathers, tomahawks. 
Showing Eed Man's warfare, customs of the 

race. 
Silently they waited the coming of the Brave. 
This the message sent by Opekankano: 

"White Face Wizard is at last the Red Man's 
prey. 
Let the death feast be prepared for him, unless 
Powhatan desire to set the captive free. 
Since from Spirit World he comes myste- 
riously." 

Deathfeast was prepared, scarce had the cap- 
tive come 
Than at sumptuous banquet was he rudely 

placed. 
Limbs unbound, once more the hope of free- 
dom swelled 
In his breast; clear was his mind and keen his 

eye; 
Quickly he surveyed the scene, beheld the 

squaws. 
Saw the warriors guarding Wahunsunakok, 
Closely watched by wily Opekankano, 
Last the deathfeast — well he knew the woeful 

sign — ■ 
Sickened then his stomach at the sight of food. 
Yet hard pressed, he urged him to the hateful 
task, 



8 Pocahontas 

Made pretence of eating slow the while his 

brain 
Rapidly was planning to escape his doom, 
.Weapons none had he, e'en gone the ivory com- 
pass 
!And the pistol that erstwhile had terrified 
Superstitious foes, the bullets long since hid 
In the breast of more than one bloodthirsty 
savage. 

While he mused, the awful stillness of the 

place 
Sudden changed — Hark to the note of bugle 

shrill! 
List to the gleeful song and to the rythmic tread 
Of the woodnjnnphs circling round the phalanx 

grim, 
Even to the feet of Wahunsunakok, 
Eagle eye of Powhatan grew brighter yet, 
And his stern old visage softened as he gazed 
On the laughing princess and her retinue — 
Happy maidens breathless from the daring 

chase. 
Stately head he bent, but spoke no word of 

greeting, 
Powerful hand he raised, with single gesture 

bade 
Solemn silence of the curious, motley throng. 

Quickly mirth of Pocahontas died away, 
And her lightning glance at once did stray 



Pocahontas 9 

Meeting gaze direct and true, yet fond withal, 
Of those eyes whose strange, mysterious power 

cast 
Spell upon her heart, that thrilled to swift 

response. 
Dark eyes softened, flashed again with sudden 

fire, 
Pocahontas stood entranced, as in a dream, 
Watched the heavy stones laid on the hardened 

earth. 
Saw the Brave led forth, the tomahawk up- 
raised — 
Awful moment's hush was pierced by anguished 

cry, 
As around the captive's neck her arms were 

flung, 
Precious life to save, the maiden's one desire. 

Sign from chieftain stayed descent of bloody 
axe. 
Guiding hand of princess led the captive for- 
ward — ■ 
"Sire, he's mine," she cried, "Adopt him for 
thy son. 
If thou Matoax lovest best of all thine own." 
PoAvhatan thus answered to the lovely maid, 
" 'Tis thy wish, Matoax ; the Wizard's life 
be spared ; 
From henceforth we name him ^son'; his peo- 
ple ours; 
Let the Brave be called for aye a Powhatan I" 



10 Pocahontas 

Mightj shout ascended from the watching 

throng, 
As the Saxon and the Indian princess stood 
Hand in hand before the Wahunsimakok. 
Presently a guide was sent to take the Wizard 
Back to Jamestown, where long weeks they'd 

mourned him dead. 



PoCAHOirrAE 11 



III. 

SMITH AND NEWPORT. 

ITews of Smith's escape from cruel death ere 

long 
Reached the eager ears of England's Scottish 

king 
(He who wrote the scathing Counterhlast to 

smoke), 
And he straightway sent a brilliant scarlet robe 
Present for the Indian "Emperor Powhatan," 
Ordering that the royal native should be 

crowned. 

"On fool's en-and dost thou come, Captain 
iN'ewport," 
Quoth John Smith with rising ire as he read 
Quaintly worded mandate from across the sea. 
"What is this that we must vainly search for 
next? 
'Gold mines. South Sea Islands, and lost colo- 
nists !' 
Daily have we much ado to keep ourselves, 
What with starving, mutiny, and Indian raids. 
Questions vexed that keep our minds from rov- 
ing far 



12 Pocahontas 

From these palisades our toiling hands have 

reared. 
Come, Newport, we'll set our wits to w^ork at 

once 
To unravel from this web of words the sense 
That our monarch would impart. 

Come, sit you down. 
Let us gaily fill our pipes with fragrant weed 
Such as natives grow — perchance its soothing 

power 
Anger will assuage ; vexations disappear 
In these wreaths of smoke King James will 

never see ! 

"Of one thing he thou assured," said New- 
port, smiling — 
''That King James will at your hands (through 

me) require 
Full account of crowning of the Werowance, 
Cost of every gift bestowed upon the chief, 
Or upon that charming Princess Pocahontas, 
Humor couples with your name. Sir Presi- 
dent!" 

"Nay, Newport, a child in years, the bright- 
eyed maid, 
Yet with heart of gold and mother wit 
Working e'er to save oiir colony from ruin. 
TTo who diires vile slander make or evil think 
Is unworthy woman's love or England's trust." 



Pocahontas 13 

"N'o offense was meant," the Captain quick 
replied, 
" 'Tis romantic tale, and still a nine days' won- 
der, 
Yon, the noble victim of a murderous plot, 
JMaiden's fancy but the arbiter of fate," 

^'Idle Gossip hath her day," Smith slowly 

said — 
"Let us plan to carry out the crowding farce. 
May it serve to charm the haughty Powhatan, 
As it pleases England's monarch for the time. 
Yes, the scarlet robe will dazzle Indian chief, 
An' it is your wish to make of him a clown. 
'Tis a trifling matter that; more serious far 
Charges given you by the London Company, 
Who from distant lands know naught, in truth, 
Of the frontier hardships, of the settler's needs. 
Can you not inform them in the plainest terms 
Of the falseness of the accusations made ? 
Stay ! myself will write them and boldly refute 
All their calumnies; set forth details in order. 
Calling ^spade a spade' — 'twill be my 'Answer 

Rude: "* 

"It were wiser, Mr. President, for you 
Moderation still to use, although in part 

*Smith's "Rude Answer," sent as a refutation of 
charges made by the London Company at the insti- 
gation of his enemies. 



14 Pocahontas 

Truth be veiled; the Company it pleaseth not 
Always to be told of factions in our midst. 
Even though you, the foremost man, the brave 

explorer. 
Much have suffered, many ills have yet to bear, 
Still be patient, for the darkest clouds will lift, 
Future simlight blaze your name on history's 

pages. 
As the Saviour of the English colony — 
Fair Virginia ! Kaleigh's life-long hope and 

passion, 
Vast and proud possession of the Virgin Queen. 
You alone, Sir President, command the power 
Simple natives of this beauteous land to sway, 
Tribes to hold in check ; these struggling homes 

to foster, 
Realizing dream of years, desire of nations. 
You alone hold key to knowledge of this coun- 
try, 
For the which bold science will reward you 
well." 

"Key to knowledge ? — It is here," SmitK 
made reply. 
Holding up to view his lately finished maps. 
Work of months at cost of body and of brain. 
Here," he added, lifting closely written sheets, 
"Look! first draft of this, my "Oenerall His- 
torie."'f 

fSmith's "Generall Historie," pub. in England in 1624. 



Pocahontas 15 

"Patience vet must have her limit, trusty 

friend, 
Comes the time for action, e'en to men of peace, 
Maps and Tlistorie and Answer Rude shall 

form 
Trio to convince the London Company." 



16 Pocahontas 



IV. 

CORONATION OF POWHATAN. 

It was near the time of Indian Summer in 
the land, 

Mellow haze pervaded earth and skj and sea. 

White sails drifting over waters calm were mir- 
rored 

In the blue. The seagulls followed swiftly on. 

Up James Kiver glided in their well-manned 
barge 

Captains twain in search of Wahunsunakok. 

Heaped on either bank they saw the golden 
corn, 

Store of Winter food, the bread the settlers 
craved. 

Bartering kettles, beads, and ribbons gay to 
squaws, 

Aad to warriors — hatchets, knives, and some- 
times guns. 

Where the river softly curved around the isles, 

Boatmen spied the village of the Powhatans 

Partly hid by bending willows on the shore. 
^'Virginia, earth's Paradise, mcthinks," 
quoth Smith, 



Pocahontas lY 

Following -witli his keen eyes past the river's 

bend 
To the distant slopes where dark pines touched 

the sky. 
'^On the morrow we'll explore these upper 

channels 
Where the air breathes health, to mountains 

penetrate, 
Seek a site whereon to build some future day 
City that shall vie with Old World's leading 

marts 
In its beauty and its splendor. 

Visions bright 
Picture E'ew World's temples rise in glorious 

might. 
Let us name this city-in-the-wilds Nonesuch!"* 

Xewport, better versed in ways of England's 

Court, 
Less enthused with spirit of adventure, said, 

"It were Aviser name yon city-in-the-wilds 
For some Earl or Duke in royal favor high, 
Who might coffers pinch and weighty influence 

lend 
To the furtherance of those dreams that grip 

the brain 
Of the Company's substitute. Sir President." 

^Nonesuch, site chosen by Smith for the city later 
liuill a few miles away and named Richmond. 



18 Pocahontas 

'l^eath the shadowy willows did they moor 
the barge, 

Stepped ashore, the captains and their follow- 
ers. 

In his wigwam Powhatan received in state 

August visitors, inquiring errand there. 

When they told him England's monarch wished 
him croAvned 

"Emperor Powhatan," had presents sent for- 
sooth, 

Indian chieftain stood erect in prond disdain, 
''/ am king," his look, his manner plainly 
said, 

"King of people who are natives in this land 

White Man covets — mine the power to give or 
keep." 

" 'Tis but token of our love for you," said 

Smith, 
While unfolding, spreading wide the scarlet 

robe. 
"Look ! this mantle sent to please your Royal 

Highness, 
This, the golden crown to place upon your 

head 
When it suits your pleasure, mighty Wero- 

wance. 
Wilt not take the gift of love from me, your 

^son,' 
Whom from death you saved — ^you and Prin- 
cess brave ? 



Pocahontas 19 

Pocaliontas, too, we have remembered well — 
See this coral necklace with her name en- 
graved." 

ITearer drew the forest monarch, visage 

brightening 
As upon the gorgeous robe he fixed his gaze, 
And with eager fingers felt the texture soft. 
Glittering crown he lifted (it was burnished 

brass!), 
Eyed with keen approval, nodding his assent. 
JSTewport tried to make the Werowance kneel 

— in vain! 
Indian will not bow, he lowering frowns in- 
stead, 
Until Pocahontas, gliding forth, did place 
Hand upon her sire's arm, and whisper low 
Words none other heard but Wahunsunakok — 
Smiled the haughty warrior then and slowly 

knelt. 
While they put on him the royal robe and 

crown, 
Princess deftly slipped from place the Indian 

mantle. 
Raccoon skin, with tails for fringe, exchange of 

gifts 
Which it pleased him to bestow on Brother 

King- 
As a token of his favor and esteem. 



20 Pocahontas 

Smith with outstretched hands and words of 

gi'atitude, 
Called to him the maiden, she hut shyly came, 
Spoke in broken English words she knew — 

"My Father!" 
While he named her tenderly, "My dearest 

child," 
Gently clasped around her neck the coral 

chain, 
Leading her to iN'ewport, and in louder tones: 
"Captain, this the maid who risked her life 

for mine." 
Gallantly the Captain bowed and kissed the 

hand 
Of the Princess, murmuring praises Pocahontas 
Understood not fully. 

Then they bade adieu. 
Planning to set forth straightway; but Pow- 
hatan 
Urged them to remain until the morn and 

feast. 
Smoke the pipe of peace before they sailed 

away. 



Pocahontas 21 



V, 

GrARDIAN ANGEL. 

"Corn we need, and plenty, too," spoke Cap- 
tain Smith, 

rro"\\Tiing as he laid his hand npon his sword. 

"Promise we have kept, to send you builders 
four, 

But you've failed us, Powhatan, would let us 
starve 

For the want of food while you have plenteous 
store. 

Trade in copper or in household goods we 
offer, 

But the swords and guns you ask for in ex- 
change 

Xone may part with; for these weapons are 
to us 

What your bows and arrows are to you, for- 
sooth — 

Means to gain our living — or to slay our 
foes! 

Heed you not our words, we'll find some other 
way 

Grain to garner; but with you our friendship 
ends." 



22 POCAHOI^TAS 

Masterful the tone, backed by the weapon 
raised — 
Wily Powhatan was moved to shift his ground, 
Waiting squaws he bade to fill with yellow corn 
Dozen baskets that were speedy set in row 
'Twixt the Werowance and the doughty Presi- 
dent. 
Parleying ensued, a second plea for guns. 
Guns and swords; but Smith stood firm, with 

darkening eye 
Waiting the arrival of his gallant men. 
Score of whom were left to break the river's 

ice, 
For 'twas Winter and the fear of "Starving 

Time" 
Was assuaged by courage and by tactics bold 
Such as President alone could well employ. 

Powhatan with baffled look and stealthy 

stride 
Sudden vanished from the room, leaving 

squaws. 
Side by side the English stood with pointed 

weapons, 
Eyes fixed on the open door whence swiftly 

came 
Savage warriors rushing madly on their prey. 
Fell the foremost dead; a second leaped and 

fell; 
Halted all at smell of powder, sight of smoke, 



PoCAHOIfTAS 23 

Turned and fled with superstitious dread o'er- 

come. 
Speedily arrived the sailors and the soldiers 
Smith had summoned. 

At his word a guard detailed 
.Watched the Indians while they carried to the 

barge 
Baskets piled with corn, provisions dearly 

bought. 

"Here will we rest till morning dawns/' the 

Captain said, 
*'In this outpost rude we'll wait the rising of 

the tide. 
Russell, comrade brave, and West, and Percy, 

too. 
Stay with me, a guard at door ; the rest away ! 
Corn to watch, the stranded barge, the pinnace 

there." 

Round the open fire they sat them down 
awhile — 

On such gruesome night they had no thought 
for sleep. 

Powhatan now sent a present to the Captain, 

Bracelet to appease the fiery White Man's 
wrath ; 

Soon some Indians came to bring them veni- 
son, 

Feast they much enjoyed despite their secret 
doubts. 



24' POCAHOTSTTAS 

Scarce liad natives left when tlirougli tlie cabin 
door 

Pocahontas stepped with wild-eyed counte- 
nance, 

.Wrung her hands and cried, "Beware the Pow- 
hatans ! 

Seek your ships; my people plot your lives to 
take — 

Would you live, begone from here, no more 
delay!" 

Her tears brave Pocahontas could no longer 
stay. 

Uprose Smith, advanced in haste to greet 

the maid — 
"Guardian Angel! fear not for the White 

Men's lives; 
We will heed your warning; it is not in vain; 
With these gims and swords we're safe until the 

dawn, 
xVnd with high tide will our men and ships 

depart. 
Stay not thou, I pray, since peril lurks for thee, 
Friend of Wliite Man ! to thy teepee hie thee 

back. 
Wait and watch and pray, as we shall surely do, 
Till the night shall pass and come the break of 

day." 

"Pare-thee-well, Great Spirit guard thee, 
Priends!" she cried — 



Pocahontas 25 

Eack to the Indian village Pocaliontas fled. 
Despite her warning and their dread, the Red 

Men came not; 
For they feared the wakeful foe, the magic 

Kept in hiding for the time. 

At faintest dawn 
English sought the pinnace, homeward made 
their way. 



26 Pocahontas 



YL 

THE PARTING. 

In the meadow by the brooklet was the wig- 
wam 
Of the old squaw, Winganameo, who to Matoax 
From her childhood oft had taught the folk- 
lore, 
Tales of olden days beside tlie roaring ocean 
Where the White Man's ships were wrecked 

beside the beach, 
Where through pine woods roamed at will the 

stalwart Red Men — 
Accomacks and Chesapeaeks and Potomekes, 
Tappahannocks, Wangoags, Payankatankas, 
And the giants of the jSTorth, Sasquesahannocks, 
And the Roanoaks from the magnolia South- 
lands. 
How they fought and how they Avere united, 
How the Powhatan his mighty rule extended — 
All these things the old squaw told the maiden. 

Under the mimosa sat Matoax often. 
While she listened to the old squaw's wondrous 
tales, ' 



Pocahontas 27 

Learned from lier to trace the beadwork pat- 
terns deftly 
On the moccasins or on the women's mantles ; 
But of all the stories Winganameo told her, 
jSTone the maiden loved to hear so oft repeated 
As the legend of the lost ones of Croatan,* 
And the island where the bine-eyed children 

lived. 
Thus it was that Pocahontas heard of English 
Long before she looked upon the strange Pale 

Faces, 
Dreamed of them as little lower than the 

angels, 
With the wisdom of the ages blessed. 

To tlie wigwam by the brooklet came the 

Princess 
Oft at evening; told to Winganameo softly 
How the English called her "Guardian Angel," 

loved her. 
Gave her presents, daily asked her to their 

homes. 
Winganameo nodded sagely as she listened, 
But she spoke a word of warning to the 

Princess : 
"Let not Pale Face bring unto you sorrow, 

Matoax ; 
As a mother I have watched you coming, going. 



^Refers to the "Lost C olony of Roanoke, 1587," 
(see Hawk's History of North Carolina). 



28 Pocahontas 

Princess born, 'tis many a warrior would wed 

you, 
Better could you find a mate among your own; 
For the Pale Face is not of us, is a stranger; 
Though he love you, he will leave you for his 

people. 
And his home beyond the sea. 

1 have seen it. 
Often have I seen it, watched him sail away 
Nevermore returning. 

Heed my words, O, Daughter!" 

Pocahontas listened, but her lips replied not, 

All her heart was mirrored in her dreaming 
eyes. 

As she sat with folded hands beneath the 
shadow 

Of mimosa branches with their pink-hued blos- 
soms 

Making fairy canopy above her head. 

While they sat together in the twilight hour 
Came to them a messenger direct from James- 
town, 
Indian hunter, many a mile he'd walked to tell 
To his people that the Wizard brave lay 

wounded 
Unto death within his cabin, nursed by soldiers 
Who would take him soon across the sea to Eng- 
land. 



Pocahontas 29 

Pocahontas heard the tidings, listening quiet, 

But "with bated breath — spoke to Wiuganameo, 

Saying, "We must go, mayliap the Captain 
needs us." 

And the old squaw whispered back to her in 
following, 
"Unto Jamestown we will go together, Daugh- 
ter." 

So they journeyed onward through the field and 
forest. 

While the silver moonbeams fitful shadows made 

On their pathway, till they reached the settlers' 
country, 

Saw the palisades and houses of the English. 
"Father," cried the Princess, kneeling by the 
bedside 

Of the sometime President, who suffering lay — 
"Art thou wounded sore, and is it true they 
say 

That to England thou must go, or life's in dan- 
ger ? 

Winganameo comes to nurse thee at my bidding, 

She the old squaw of my people hath much 
knowledge. 

Many wounded, sick to death has helped to 
cure — 

Must thou go across the distant waters, Eather ?" 

Scarcely had the wounded Captain strength 
to answer. 
But he feebly placed his hand upon her head, 



30 Pocahontas 

"Child, 'tis true indeed, that I am past your 
aid, 

And must seek for London surgery, since the 
wound 

From explosion of the powder festers sore ; 

Hence I leave our well-loved colony for Eng- 
land — 

If I live I'll come again unto Virginia. 

Pocahontas ! first as little maid I saw thee, 

Into noble womanhood I've watched thee grow- 

Pew and fleeting are the years we've known 

each other, 
Thou hast ever been the White Man's loyal 

friend. 
Keep the trust I give thee with my parting 

blessing, 
Still defend these homes, make peace among thy 

people, 
God reward thee, Princess, in the days to 

come." 

Painter grew his breath from pain, the watch- 
ing soldiers 

Motioned her away, she turned from them in 
silence. 

Followed by the old squaw, glided from the 
cabin. 

Tears came not that day, despair was in her 
heart, ' 

Dark the future to the lonely Indian maid. 



Pocahontas ^^ 



VII. 

POCAHONTAS AND JOHN EOLFE. 

Swiftly passed two years; the colony was 

From dirriiiin by Lord Delaware's arrival 
With supplies and words of cheer, with thank- 
ful prayers 
Unto heaven for rescue from the ^^Starvmg 

Time." 
But the Indians had resentful grown mean- 
while, ^ 1-1 
Pocahontas long had vanished from their ken. 
Said the settlers questioned of the I rincess 
fate. 

Once again the colonists took courage, throve 
'Is-eath the strong rule of '^Iigh Marshall 

Thomas Dale. 
Argall hold began to open trade once more 
With the tribes; the Potomekes he cruised 

among, , -i • 

Learned from them that Pocahontas was their 

ffuest, , . . I . 

Bribed a squaw to bring her to the waiting ship, 



32 Pocahontas 

Carried her away to Jamestown as a hostage — 
Not unwilling hostage to the English race, 
Which she loved, though weaned from her child- 
hood's ardor. 

Day by day she came and went among the 
settlers 
With a noiseless step, with gentle courtesy 
That soon won for her the friendship of her cap- 
tors. 
Children loved her, played with her among the 

flowers 
Growing wild in woodland and in meadows ; 
And she wove them flower baskets of the rushes 
By the shallow pools within the wide brown 

marshes. 
Oflener she sat beside the open doorway 
With her beadwork, and her skilful fingers ply- 
ing 
Deftly back and forth upon the wooden frame, 
FashioiLcd wondrous patterns of the brightest 

colors 
For the moccasins and dresses of the women. 

It was thus that Rolfe, the English planter 
saw her. 
And the picture of the maiden at her beadwork 
Haunted long his memory as he sat alone 
In the home bereft of woman's love and care. 
Long he mused and sadly on his mournful for- 
tunes 



Pocahontas 33 

Since tbe fateful sliipwreck on Bermuda's shore 
That had left him lonelv, left a gloomy shadow 
On his New World home. 

TJ len he broke the silence : 
"Others who have loved and lost to grief con- 
sent not, 
Kouse them from their sorrow unto nobler pur- 
pose. 
Well I know that melancholy claims the captive, 
Marks the trembling hostage for its own — 

Alas! 
Often have I seen her steal away at twilight 
To the cabin rude where once he lived, her hero, 
Where of yore his voice had welcomed her in 

greeting ; 
Or again, when none is by to watch her mourn- 
ing 
For the old days when she roamed a princess 

free, 
I myself have overheard her quiet weeping. 
She is lonely, needs a strong arm to protect 

her — 
Dare I then, a Saxon, wed an Indian maiden ? 
Lo ! I see the future brightening, love and peace 
In these walls abiding; and for aye united 
Conquering and conquered races of our land. 
Yes, in years to come Virginia shall bless me, 
Children proud their lineage trace to Poca- 
hontas 
Princess royal of the native Powhatans. 



34 Pocahontas 

Wake, John Rolfe, from idle dreaming ! Simple 
wooing 

Better suits the brave man's case than castle- 
building. 

Friends will mock, no doubt, the sober planter's 
fancy, 

And the maid herself refuse to hear my plead- 
ing; 

Yet I dare to risk the White Man's scorning 
even. 

In such cause — with me decision's half the 
battle." 

Pocahontas at the doorway saw him coming, 
Saw his shadow fall upon the broidered bcad- 

And her nimble fingers paused, she upward 
glanced. 

Radiant smile came swiftly as she met his gaze, 

Por he oft had spoke her kindly since her ad- 
vent 

As a maid forlorn to dwell at once-loved James- 
town. 

Rolfe sat down beside her, (piestioning Poca- 
hontas 

Of her kindred, of the tribes that lived about 
them, 

Of her playmates in the pretty upland village, 

Of the warriors who had fought (and died in 
fighting) 

For the lied Man's country, for the Powhatans. 



Pocahontas 35 

Of the old squaw, Wingaiiameo, who had taught 

her, 
Of the young bucks who had danced around the 

campfires. 

Thus at length spoke Kolfe in softened tones 

and serious: 
"Pocahontas, I am lonely. Many times 
Moons have waxed and waned since first I 

landed homeless 
On this shore ; still my fireside is lacking 
Woman's presence. And my heart was desolate 
Till your face I saw beside this cottage door, 
And your voice did stir the depths of my affec- 
tions. 
Be my wife ! An English home is ready for you, 
Simj^le is my wooing, but my love sincere — 
Pocahontas, hear me ! you are lonely, too." 

Surged the rich red over dusky cheek and 

brow, 

Then as sudden vanished as she answered softly, 

''Thou an Englishman, to wed an Indian 

maiden ? 

Ah, Mr. Kolfe, once did I know not difference 

'Twixt the Eed Man's squaw, the White Man's 

honored wife, 
Indian princess was one truly, not a plaything 
Whom the world might scorn at will — 

But now ! 
I have learned my lesson all too well, I fear. 



36 Pocahontas 

Yes, I'm lonely liere; and yet among my l<In- 

dred 
T am lonelier still, for I have learned to love 
Ways of Pale Face — one did teach me that in 

childhood. 
Oft, methinks, there's no one eareth for me 

now ; 
But forgive me if I do thee wrong, kind friend, 
Thou hast ever patient been, the while my heart 

was sore." 

"Listen, Pocahontas," once again he pleaded, 
"Dry those tears, forget past ills, think of the 

years, 
Happy years before us; and the home we'll 

make 
In these wilds, where Indian and English both 
Shall a welcome find with Lord and Lady 

Eolfe." 

Pocahontas listened, gave a shy consent, 
Yielding heart and hand into his life-long keep- 
ing; 
Henceforth was John Rolfe to be her true pro- 
tector, 
"With his people she would cast her lot for aye. 
Pitting preparation for an English homiC, 
Bible truths they taught her — which she knew 

in part — 
In the little chuit:'h, at the baptismal font 
She was named ^'Rebekah" — Parson Whitaker, 



POCAHOXTAS 87 

"Apostle of Virginia," was the English priest. 

Dawned the day that saw the union of the 
races — 
English and the Indian — on Virginia's soil. 
In the Jamestown Church the rites were sol- 
emnized, 
Compact sealed that helped to make our history. 
Eragrant blossoms gave the native jessamine 
For the bridal altar ; while with brilliant sprays 
Coral honeysuckle wreathed the Princess' brow, 
Matching necklace, gift of Smith, sole ornament 
Save betrothal ring upon the shapely hand. 
Assembled in the church a goodly company, 
Englishmen in force, with them the Powhatans, 
Witnessing the marriage of their Princess. 
Thus alliance was renewed and peace pro- 
claimed. 



38 PoCAHOIv'TAS 



yiii. 

LONDON TOWN. 

Other two years passed; upon the ship that 
sailed 
Unto England's shore with Thomas Dale, there 

went 
Mr. Rolfe and wife, "Lady Rebekah" famed. 
London well received them, feted oft the Prin- 
cess, 
By the Lady Delaware at Court presented 
Where her sweet simplicity, her winning grace 
Won for season brief the flattery of all. 
In the social world, her name "La Belle Sav- 

vage !" 
Artists songht her beauty to immortalize. 
With a noble mien she moved among the throng. 
Yet with melancholy touched the Indian face. 
Eyes observant, oft with wistful sadness filled. 

Smith heard of her fame and yet delayed his 

visit. 
Starting forth at length upon his errand, 

mused : 
"Dare I see her once again, as Lady Rolfe, 



POCAHOI^TAS 39 

Whom I knew as maiden-of-the-wilderness ? 
Shall I find her changed by fashion's tyranny ? 
Princess fancy free, so bright, so gay, so loyal — 
Thus I knew her first; but later bowed with 

grief 
O'er my wounds, my misery, the parting sad. 
Ah, Tragabigzanda !* thou, my early love. 
Time can ne'er efface thy memory from my 

heart ! 
Even thou hast had one rival in this maiden — 
List I she comes — I must recall me to my 

senses." 

Eustle of her silken train he heard. She came 
With a stately step to greet her visitor. 
Once she saw his face, a startled cry she gave, 
'They did tell me that you long were dead, 

'my Father' 1" 
"Lady Eebekah," murmured Smith, in bend- 
ing low 
Ringed hand to kiss with grateful gallantry, 
"ISTigh unto death was 1 ; but God has spared 
my life 
For mysterious purpose. 

Think not I'd forgot thee, 
Long my silence, yet my thoughts still backward 

turned 
To the distant colony, to Pocahontas ! 

*Tragabigzanda, the lady with whom Smith fell in 
love during his captivity in Turkey in early life. 



40 Pocahontas 

And tliou, Princess ? I have heard of Rolfe's 

good fortune, 
And am come to wish you both long happiness." 

"Call me child again," she cried, "as in the 

days 
Of that past when thou wast still my 'Father,' 

friend ! 
Here is not my home, I stifle 'mid the crowd; 
For I love not flattery nor palace halls ; 
But green woodlands, air, and space — not 

gloomy walls." 

"For thy forest home thou pinest, 'Child,' he 
said, 
"Soon thy husband will remove thee hence, I 

trow. 
Goodly Englishman is Rolfe, and worthy thee." 

Smiling through her tears, she j^roudly an- 
swered to him: 
"More than worthy is my husband, and he 
bears 

In Virginia's colony a noble part." 

Came a messenger unto the Lady Rolfe, 
Simimoning the Princess to the Royal Court. 
Hearing which, Smith said: 

"With your permission, Lady, 
I will be your escort to King James's Palace, 



Pocahontas 41 

Since it long lias been my wisli and my inten- 
tion 
To resign the student's life, give up seclusion, 
Once again become a sailor on tlie seas, 
Distant lands explore, new maps and history 

make 
Whereon future worlds may build. 

Tliis my hope. 
This the one ambition that fires the wanderer's 
brain." 

"Come," said Lady Rolfe, with gentle dig- 
nity, 
"We will go together to the Royal Palace, 
Take our rightful place among the brilliant 

throng, 
With the rest do grateful homage to our King." 

Gay the scene, the waiting courtiers stood 

aside 
While they made their way — the Captain and 

the Princess — 
To the throne, bowed low before the monarch 

proud, 
Who gave royal welcome, saying unto Smith, 
"How, my Captain bold! Too long your 

needed presence 
We have missed from London town and from 

our Palace. 
Poyal mandate we've prepared to call you hence 
For some ventures new— secure at once the ship 



42 Pocahontas 

For its cruise, new wealth to seek for ^Merrie 
England.' " 

Unto Lady Rolf e, the King in flattering tones : 
"Thou, our Princess, England's glory wilt 

proclaim, 
Through Virginia's wide domain our influence 

spread. 
Royal favor thou hast won, our blessing take, 
Thou and Rolfe, who comes e'en now to claim 

his bride. 
Loyal subjects live ye both in Jamestown far, 
Peace be to thy race, in thee our ally made." 

Quoth in gracious tones Her Majesty Queen 

Anne : — 
"Welcome, Child, Thou 'Guardian Angel' of 

the English, 
Saviour of our Captain and our colony." 
Pocahontas fain would kneel with humble 

grace — 
"Rise, I salute thee. Princess," said the 

Queen, and smiling, 
Stooped to kiss on either cheek the Indian maid. 
Others sought the throne, she stepped aside 

with Rolfe, 
Following them came Captain Smith to bid 

adieu. 
"Weighty matters call me hence," he said in 

parting, 
"But we'll meet again upon Virginia's shore. 



Pocahontas 43 

Fare-thee-well, Lady Rebekah ; and thou, Eolfe, 
Long live both and peace be to thy distant 
home." 

Thus they parted, each upon a separate path- 
way. 

Whose life's orbit once had touched, whose 
hearts were knitted 

By the common bond of dauntless love and cour- 
age; _ 

But the patriot and the poet sing their story. 

And their names are linked for aye in history. 



I^evermore she saw again her native land, 
Kevermore the forest pathways felt her foot- 
step, 
l^ov the brooklet nor the wigwam heard her 

singing. 
IMevermore she sat beneath the pink mimosa 
Listening to the words of old squaw, Winga- 

nameo, 
jSTevermore within her English home at James- 
town 
Was the gentle Princess Pocahontas seen. 

Far from kindred was her grave* beside the 
seashore, 

*Pocahontas was buried at Gravesend, Eng., 1617. 



44 Pocahontas 

Where the waves for her a tender requiem 
sang. 

On Viri>,inian soil her people monrned her 
death, 

Lamentations long and lond the Indians made. 

But the English settlers spoke her name in whis- 
pers ; 

For at eventide they seemed to see her often 

As a radiant vision; white- winged, hovering 
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